The Golden Oath

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The Golden Oath

The mud sucked at my boots with a wet, tearing sound as I wiped blood from my split lip. My hands were shaking so badly I could barely hold the handkerchief. Around me, the square in Oakhaven was a sea of faces, all turned toward Mayor Thorne. He stood on the steps of the town hall, his coat buttoned to the chin, looking down at me with a smile that didn’t reach his face. “You see what he is,”...

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